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Thursday, 21 May 2009

A man's point of view

Welcome to my mans point of view for today.

One of the worst things that can possibly happen to anyone is for them to have panic attacks, I had them for around three years and I think that those years were possibly the worst years of my life. it was a living nightmare.

I guess it all started one day when I was around 22 years old I was sat in my house playing a game on my computer and I felt fine. I was feeling a little hungry so I turned off the game and stood up to go get some food from the kitchen.

as I walked to the kitchen I could still hear the explosions from the game in my head and it seemed the noise was getting louder and louder. I started to panic the noise was unbearable I couldn't concentrate I was loosing my grip on reality. I remember thinking I should go lie down and that's when it got really bad.

My heart started to pound like a drum and I looked down and could see my chest pumping, I started to feel really scared I needed to calm down some how. Without warning I went in to tunnel vision everything was dark and even my hearing was been affected at this point.

I couldn't think straight I couldn't concentrate long enough to think, I felt like I was going to die.I ran out the house and to my sisters I don't think I even locked the door I ran as fast as I could.I got there and straight away she knew something was wrong. she asked me what had happened, her voice sounded really faint and had a echo to it.

I told her what had happened and straight away she knew what it was, she told me I was having a panic attack. she calmed me down and I felt a little better. for the three years after that I battled with sever panic attacks and some even worse than that first one.

I managed to beat them eventually, but I remember just how awful they were.

If anyone should ever need any help with them I am willing to give advice.I know what hell they can be.

My husband suffered from them for years. Now, they're mostly under control. I think this was a great post for you to write. I do admire how hard my hubby's worked to get them (mostly) under control. Kuddos to you too. It's not easy.